Dylan roughly pulled her out of the car, catching Eliana completely unprepared. She felt as though she were floating.

"What's this? Are you having second thoughts now?" he asked.

"We... we're really getting married?"

Eliana stared at the large sign of the Civil Affairs Bureau in front of her, her mind still struggling to catch up. It was happening so quickly, and she hadn't been prepared at all.

"If we don't get married, how can you be my legal slave? You said I have no right to control you if we don't get married, didn't you? Once you become my legal wife, everything about you will belong to me. Your...